Outside Xuntian City, there naturally would not be the Nameless One so eagerly awaited by the many cultivators of Tongmu City! The Nascent Soul cultivators here did not believe in the Nameless One either! Even if all cultivators of the Three Cultivation Kingdoms longed for his appearance.
At this moment, all the Nascent Soul cultivators taking part in the battle had left their resting places and, under Xunyunzi's deployment, spread out at locations a thousand li around Xuntian City. It was not only the Nascent Soul cultivators; all cultivators at Foundation Establishment and above had also mobilized. More than ten days ago, they had already arrived at their assigned positions in batches, divided by sect and school, even down to individual squads.
Around Xuntian City, the formation-setting cultivators who had been flying back and forth through the air these past hundred-odd days had vanished! The cultivators who occasionally attacked Xuntian City to distract the sword cultivators had likewise disappeared. A still, solemn, suffocating, even deathly aura permeated every inch of space within a thousand li of Xuntian City!
There was no need for the Dao Sect to issue any challenge talisman. Any sword cultivator could smell the smoke of the final battle in the air! That smoke... could erupt at the slightest touch!
Naturally, the sword cultivators had long since detected something amiss from the cultivators' attempts to conceal the truth. Chong Taixu and the others had likewise assigned every sword cultivator in Xuntian City to various parts of the sword formation, strengthening its power! As for cultivators such as the Hua Jian Sword Masters, they had long gone without sleep day and night, waiting at crucial points of the sword formation for the Dao Sect's attack.
"How strange!" Xunyunzi stood within the great formation, watching the equally silent Xuntian